If I have one piece of advice to food bloggers travelling abroad, it’s this: don’t let your bag out of your sight at any time.
My to my own despair, I get to learn this the hard and, unfortunately, expensive way. Last week I penned a short post on five fond food memories of France. Yes, I got to chase down each of them in turn and while I’m now back on home soil, my trip started out with the opening lesson.
Hindsight tells me it was against my better judgement to carry my 2 year old iPad (a present from herself), a year old white Sony Vaio laptop containing a wealth of photos and my six month old Canon 6D (the most expensive piece of kit complete with charger, spare batteries, memory cards and an additional lens) in my hand luggage, but I did just that. Packed tightly into a rucksack, never left my side from Kilkenny all the way to landing in Perpignan, until we landed at the airport.